#1987 beauty and the beast

[noybusiness]

Beauty and the Beast 1987

I’ve been binge watching the original 1987 Beauty and the Beast TV series, and you romance writers can all give up. You’re not going to write a better boyfriend than Vincent.

#beauty and the beast #beauty and the beast 1987 #catherine chandler #vincent #vincent wells #linda hamilton #ron perlman #1987 beauty and the beast #george rr martin #george r.r. martin #george r r martin #george r. r. martin #romance #romantic #beauty & the beast #beauty & the beast 1987 #1987 beauty & the beast

[fitsofgloom]

Breaking Away With The Beast of Both Worlds: The original '80s "Beauty & The Beast" TV series has been on my mind more than a bit lately. It's an election year, so a certain segment of the press is naturally drumming up a late '80s Fear City-inspired panic (the show's setting, the female lead suffering a frightful Central Park Jogger-like attack) about the lawless Big Apple to portray it as if it was "The Warriors," "The New York Ripper," or "Escape From New York." The city's had multiple cases of ill-advised and even fatal cases of subway surfing over the past two years. The Beastman Vincent, in one of the series's best conceits, would ride atop the sideway like he was bodysurfing to valiantly come to the aid of the imperiled heroine. I can see how the face of homelessness has changed on the streets due to the income gap and housing shortages, so much so that the World Below as depicted on the show -- I recall news reports back when it first aired covering the Mole People who had retreated into the city's netherworld beneath the concrete as evidence of failed big city governance -- as a subterranean haven for society's embittered and beleaguered dropouts is seeming evermore plausible.

#beauty and the beast #linda hamilton #ron perlman #cbs #80s tv #1987

[amplifyme]

George R.R. Martin on Writing TV's "Beauty and the Beast."

The show has a devoted cult following. What do you think draws them to it 30 years later?

It was such a literate show and such a smart show. Vincent may have been a beast but he was highly read and always fond of quoting poetry and citing Shakespeare and dropping in a sonnet from one poet or another. That had an enormous effect. We would get letters from librarians across the country about all the people who would come into the libraries on Monday after we’d aired on Friday saying, “What was that poem Vincent read?” They were going back to Shakespeare. 

I was able to do an episode called “Ozymandias” where we had Ron Perlman read the entirety of the poem by Shelley. To be able to do that kind of thing was amazing, to work in some of the classics of English literature that way. Vincent was an intellectual who loved words and stories and poems. He was not by that reason like a geek or a figure the other characters made fun of but was in fact a classic, Romantic, Byronic hero. Being able to bring that to television, to a mass audience, was great.

The production values were also pretty ambitious for the time. 

It was a gorgeous-looking show. There was a beautiful, lush look to the whole Underground world. By the standards of 2017, television has come so far in terms of its cinematography and its look. But if you compare Beauty and the Beast from 1988 in terms of the other shows that were on, the photography was so lush, the sets and costumes, the Beast makeup created by Rick Baker — it took Ron four hours to get in and out of it. You could stand next to him at the craft services and not tell he was even wearing makeup, it was so brilliantly done. (x)

#beauty and the beast 1987 #george r. r. martin #hollywood reporter interview #i really wish more people would seek out this show #all 3 seasons on paramount plus

[brienneoftarth]

Beauty and the Beast was a TV series starring Linda Hamilton and Ron Perlman in the 1980's. George R.R. Martin was one of the writers and producers. It's also strange. This will be my last video for a long time as I'll be giving birth in three weeks.

#batb 1987 #grrm #george r.r. martin #ron perlman #linda hamilton #vincent and catherine #beauty and the beast #batb #beauty and the beast 1987 #ron koslow #Youtube

[delightfulkingtyphoon]

The Beauty and the Beast

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[jollyhaunt]

how is it that we get them in the same series but different episodes TWICE

#so many missed chances #jeffrey combs #bruce abbott #the net 1998 #beauty and the beast 1987 #everyone always subjecting jeffrey to dr role or green goop #why not subject him to angry homoerotic bickering w the one who started it all 🙄 #also just miss seeing them tgt in film

[strangenocturne]

started watching Beauty and the Beast from 1987 and it’s cheesy as all hell but I’m a monster fucker so I love me a monster man lol

#beauty and the beast #beauty and the beast 1987 #Vincent beauty and the beast #fanart #my art #personal #ron pearlman #procreate #procreate pocket

[randomfoggytiger]

"I Know You. It’s What I Do."

The X-Files and Beauty and the Beast 1987 crossover.

Dedicated to @amplifyme, who nurtured me into the wonderful world Below~. Saw this post again and couldn't resist (though Mulder and Vincent were sidelined quite unexpectedly.)

*****

The hulking shadow had vanished from the tunnel mouth, slipping through cold, faded stone as easily as mist; and taken her partner with him. Mulder’s ferocious “FBI--” wilted into an unanswered echo while she yelled for him, hit the rock, hit it again, and began pushing, shoving each of the weathered corners to find a weak spot. 

*****

Werewolves, he’d pronounced two days ago, toying her with gruesome crime scene photos. There has to be two-- one to bait the victim, the other to catch him unawares and cleave him in half. The targets were always men, were always attacked at night, were always within a respectable radius of each other. Mulder kept his math sharp since the Dupre-Phillips case. 

She’d argued this was a case for serious intervention from animal control, laying out the impossibility of his theory in the singular (let alone as a coupling of homicidal carnivores.) 

They never eat the bodies, Scully-- just shred them. Probably protecting themselves or their families.

The debate was picked up and set aside at various junctures-- taxi, plane, taxi, motel, taxi, police station-- but while he entertained theories of another mated Jersey Devil pair, she avoided recollections of Lyle Parker groaning and shrieking in pain in the dark. 

*****

The tapping could have been mistaken for the wind innocuously sweeping up pebbles littered around her feet had Scully not been earnestly listening for a sign. Louder, softer; longer, short, short, long. Code-- and not one her father had taught her when starching her nouns and adjectives with the repetitive heartbeat of Morse Code pounded out on the table, on the dashboard, on the wheel of their rented vacation boat. But whoever was out there making noise would at least hear her own attempts at communication. 

SOS, HELP, LOST, Scully beat, fingers splayed to protect her manicure while she banged out her distress over and over and over. 

The wall gave way, softly grinding across the floor and spilling out the warmth of torch light, dazzling to Scully’s unadjusted eyes. She wheeled back, searching for purchase on the slick stone and dirt and dust, grappling for her holstered gun as a tall silhouette emerged from the secret door. Not as tall as the shadow, not even as tall as her partner; not an animal and most definitely not a werewolf. 

The stranger stretched her palm up and out, her friendly face and flaming hair escaping over one shoulder in the twin beams of her own and her guest's light. 

“Nice to finally meet you, Scully, FBI. Diana Bennett. I’m with the New York City police department.” 

*****

The Tunnels, Diana explained, were a sacred part of the world Below. A couple miles the right way and you came straight to the Chambers; a couple yards the wrong way, and you were likely to find a nasty surprise or two. 

“Then where’s Agent Mulder? Are you taking me to him?” 

“He’s with Vincent. Rather, Vincent’s with him, letting your partner think he’s in charge. Don’t worry about him: the two of them’ll be back once they’ve had their fun.”

Scully halted their steady walk and stood back, weighing the truth in Diana’s eyes. There was a keen intelligence that edged somewhere between clever and clairvoyant-- but the edges were straight all the way down; and kind. “My partner will know he’s being fooled with.” 

“I figured,” Diana nodded, turning to slide the torch into the nearest hook, “but Vincent doesn’t play a fool’s game. He wants to take your partner’s measure.” Her smile, wide and fleeting, carved through the darkness. “It’s been a while since Above gave him anything, anyone, new to abstract over.” 

It was, Scully decided, wisest to evenly match Diana’s stride, light bearer that she was. Carefully, she cooled her voice to a sharp, practiced nonchalance: “Did Vincent have anything to do with the killings?” 

“Yes. They came after him and…." She trailed off, changing directions before the silence became pronounced. "Vincent was captured by a ruthless, powerful man six years ago. Since then, the enemies have been pouring in by trickle and truckload. Can’t shake ‘em, and they won’t shake us. It’s become a three-way habit now. Vincent and I are hunters-- you can’t beat that on home turf. But... it wears on him. Then you two flew into town.” Again, the smile. “You should’ve seen him this morning when Agent Mulder found that tuff of fur. Both of them were practically quivering with excitement over the other.” 

Then she became serious; and stopped talking the rest of the walk. 

*****

Time was hard to determine in this unending darkness: it sank into one's mind, tearing out the crucial parts until all that was left was anxious awareness.

 “Look, I don’t know what you or, or Vincent want with me or with Mulder, but I’d like to know where he is so both of us can go home.” 

Diana stopped this time, appraising Scully’s rigid posture and shaking hands, opening her mouth halfway in contemplation, standing absolutely still. A pipe creaked, or groaned, or tapped; and she lifted her head higher as if from a daze, abrupt and wincing. 

“Back that way, then.” 

The women turned, gaining a foot or two before she clumsily lunged towards the wall-- “Forgot to alert Vincent”-- and squatted down to pick up the nearest rock she could find. Language was once more transmitted along an adjacent, sinewy pipe, swirling and jolting deeper into that impenetrable darkness. 

“Is he bringing my partner?” 

“I think Agent Mulder will be along on his own.” 

*****

Day was seeping into the tunnel before Diana spoke again. 

“I was 32 when my life changed. One day I was working on an unsolvable case about a woman found dead in her apartment-- many stories up, no witnesses, no evidence-- and the next I was mapping out Vincent's mind on my board at home. I anticipated him, tracked him, found him. I saved him, he saved me back. Now, we save each other.”

Scully watched her brush off another secret notion with another escaping tendril of hair: disturbed; and determined not to show it. They both knew she’d shown it. 

“It was my idea for the two of you to come down here, see Below for yourselves. Thought it’d be my way to start you on your own 32.” With a sigh, she straightened and ambled closer to the secret door. “But you’re not ready yet. Too bad.” 

“Too bad I won’t see more of the sewers?” A bluff affront, a wry offering of peace. And well-received. 

“Too bad you won’t hear the angels sing. Vincent or one of his books might call it something like, ‘Some glorious nothing I did see’.” 

“Hm. Maybe next time.” 

A rush of calm settled close, punctuated by scattered code calls faintly reverberating off the walls. 

*****

Taxi, motel, taxi, police station, taxi, motel. 

Mulder remained subdued after their reunion in the Park. 

She’d left Diana, walking ahead to relish the sun, the morning birds, the earliest joggers circling their usual route. 32, with three haunting years tailing behind her. 32, with darkness a comforting consideration rather than an oppressive presence. 

Taxi, airport. 

Scully turned on the nondescript bench-- coffee flavor of the month in one hand and guilty rag magazine in the other-- to stare at her partner, watching the blazing sun eat away at the shadows lingering in the peaks and valleys of his profile.  

“Mulder.” And he turned, staring back. “Did you see anything?” 

His mouth worked back and forth, eyes flecked with tangling emotions. “I… heard singing.”

*****

Thanks for reading~

Enjoy!

Tagging @today-in-fic

#txf #fic #Beauty and the Beast 1987 #“I Know You. It’s What I Do.” #writing #BATB #xfiles #x-files #the x files #Scully #Diana Bennett #Mulder #Vincent #mine #randomfoggytiger's fic

[walks-the-ages]

okay, remaking the post with nicer formatting.

This will be a living post, which means when you see it cross your dash, click Here to see the original.

If you find more links on the archive, feel free to add them in the replies and I will edit them into the original post!

An Incomplete List of Beauty and The Beast (1987) Novels and Guide Books on the Internet Archive:

(last update: 8/10/2023)

[books whose links end with an '*' mean they are only PDF book scans available currently, which is 4 out of 5 books currently.

Books with no * at the end mean they are accessible EPUBs]

The Novels:

Book One: "Beauty and The Beast: A Novel" (1989) By Barbara Hambly (Novelization of 1x01)

Book Two: "Masques" by Ru Emerson (1990) (Novelization of 1x05) *

Book Three: "Song of Orpheus" by Barbara Hambly (1990) (Novelization of 1x08) *

The Guide Books:

Above and Below: A guide to Beauty and the Beast (1990) *

The Unofficial Tale of Beauty and the Beast (1988)*

#large text #beauty and the beast #beauty and the beast 1987 #Catherine Chandler #Vincent #batb #batb 1987 #Barbara Hambly #Ru Emerson

[jeffrey-combs-smash-or-pass]

How about Python from Beauty and the Beast (S1:E4)?

Are bad boy Combs the hottest Combs?

#jeffrey combs #ask #Beauty and the Beast 1987 #Bad boy combs back at it again

[rjalker]

I finally found a list of the episodes so if you are planning to watch the 1987 show, Beauty and the Beast, if you are autistic, and especially if you are Black and autistic, you might want to skip Season 1's episode 23, "Chamber Music".

It's about an autistic Black boy being exploited, dehumanized, and ultimately traumatized and his entire life ruined because people only care about him because of what he can do for them, which in his case is his ability to play music on the piano without having to be taught.

The entire point of the episode is that the way he is being treated is horrific and wrong, but if you're autistic, and especially Black, you do not need to be told this. You can skip it.

I literally cannot hear any part of Moonlight Sonata without being filled with murderous rage.

If you're already aware that ABA is literal torture and abuse and that autistic people, and especially Black autistic people, are regularly dehumanized and abused, you don't need to watch this episode.

#Beauty and the Beast 1987 #batb 1987 #Beauty and the Beast #Catherine Chandler #Vincent Chandler #Beauty and the Beast trigger warnings #Beauty and the Beast content warnings #hello fandom are you out there. #actuallyautistic #actually autistic #uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh #I don't know what else to tag this as so people see it :(

[nakmor-leigh]

Oh AYE, Vincent says "I'm going to be gone for three days exploring deep caves all by myself to find a gift for Catherine" and his family is all "Okay have fun!"

BUT WHEN HE SAYS "I'm going on a trip with Catherine for a day or two out to a secluded cabin in the mountains" ITS ALL "You're gonna leave us FOREVER and then we'll have no one to PROTECT us! Vincent what about US!!"

What about VINCENT you fuckers??? Even BODYGUARDS need a damn BREAK

#beauty and the beast 1987 #batb 1987 #he should have just gone anyway #it would have been FINE #also i love him #but that spirit lady told him like twice #that in the alternate reality he died as a baby #but he was still going around like 'WHY DOESN'T ANYONE KNOW ME????' #like. . . Babe. . .

[amplifyme]

Rick Baker deserved an Emmy for designing this face. Absolutely seamless make-up. Enlarge this and see what I mean. You can't tell where Perlman ends and Vincent begins. But those eyes. No mistaking those baby blues.

#vincent #beauty and the beast 1987 #rick baker #ron perlman #who always looks like he's either going to fuck you #or fuck you up #my beloved beast

[loddyjean]

One hug from her can tame the beast

#beauty and the beast 1987 #linda hamilton #ron perlman

[faejilly]

@walks-the-ages [Beauty and the Beast (1987) post]

You should definitely read them. They're really good, and if you do not have Beauty and the beast on DVD, send me a PM, and I can give you a link :) Also, at this point somebody might have uploaded the actual TV series to the archive but I have to check when I get home.

I have read the first one already and it's great! The second one will probably happen while sitting at the dr's office next week 🤣 (And I think I know someone with the DVDs, but if not, I will let you know when we get to the end of the current Colombo season. <3)

Also thanks for the tag on the updated post, that was very helpful.

@thievinghippo replied to your post “Seriously y'all I have never played a BG game and...”:

Join us! It's been so fun to geek out about a game again

​That is definitely a kind of fun I miss, so this is very compelling 😆🤣😅

@msviolacea replied to your post “Seriously y'all I have never played a BG game and...”:

I haven't played any of the others either, and it's fine. This game is a giant combination of Dragon Age and D&D and Divinity Original Sin, and so if you like any one of those things it's absolutely worth it.

I have not played Divinity, though I've seen it when Thing 1 checked it out and it seemed quite good, and I do like TTRPG's and have a passing familiarity with other people playing D&D specifically? And we both know I love DA so... ALSO A COMPELLING ARGUMENT!

@pameluke replied to your post “Seriously y'all I have never played a BG game and...”:

Meme has been having a lot of fun with it AND I WANT TO JOIN THE FUN, but I've never played this kind of RPG game before and historically I have been Bad At Figuring Out Problems (looking at you Lara Croft) but on the other hand i love DnD so....

I'll admit that the mechanics of the original BG is mostly why I never played it; too many dice rolls behind the scenes. Like, I love TTRPG's but I've never been good at keeping track of the actual rules I just bullshit with people I like a lot? Randomness/dice karma is fun when it's people, I find it less fun in CRPG's... I like to know WHY I failed or succeeded at things in computer games and what in theory is possible if I played differently.

@angstmongertina replied to your post “Seriously y'all I have never played a BG game and...”:

It looks pretty and fun but I’m very bad at that kind of game so I may just sit and enjoy everyone else’s enjoyment of it lol.

Fair! If I do break down and get it I will probably also break down and find some mods to figure out some of the mechanics for me for much the same reason :D

@shadoedseptmbr replied to your post “Seriously y'all I have never played a BG game and...”:

i loved the old baldur's gate games with a love vying my love for DA but i'm hesitating on this one and i don't know why

ALSO FAIR. I have done that with many things that sounded like stuff I would like or were related to things I knew I liked, so.

#mood

I have found that even if I eventually break down and try the thing and like it, I am usually pretty sure that I wouldn't have been as in to it at the time that my gut went idk meh blurgh? so. Probably a good idea to trust your gut, no matter how incomprehensible it is. <3

#jilly replies #walks-the-ages #thievinghippo #msviolacea #pameluke #angstmongertina #shadoedseptmbr #beauty and the beast (1987) #baldur's gate 3

[elljayvee]

the one with the sedoretu

Excerpt from the current fic project:

Diana studied Vincent calmly. She felt she knew him already, from his beautiful penmanship, from Cathy's obvious love, from these carefully-hidden and well-kept tunnels below Cathy's building. "She mentioned you," she said, eventually, and he flinched back. "I met her, just a few days before she vanished--" and then it was her turn to flinch a little, as his head snapped up, his wide blue eyes fixed on her suddenly. "I asked for her number, and she said it wasn't a good time, because her lover had been ill." She bit her lip, then continued, slowly, watching him carefully.  "She was pregnant." 

"Pregnant," Vincent said, and shook his head. He wilted, visibly, hollowing into himself, seeming to halve in size from the pain of it. "She told you she was -- pregnant?"

"No," Diana said, and sat beside Vincent, held out her hand. He ignored it, and she pulled it back in.  "I'm not sure she knew," she said. "I can sense things, sometimes. I shook her hand. I've never felt anything like it. I wanted to marry her, and whoever her Evening man was, and raise that child with her. I just knew." 

"It can't possibly be my child," Vincent said, still crumpled like a leaf, pressed against the wall of the tunnel. 

"There's not one sign in her entire life," Diana said, firmly, "not one sign there was any man in it but you." 

"I am not a man," Vincent said. Heavily, he got to his feet, and reached down to help her up. 

She clasped his hand, and felt it: clear, strong, a bell choir, dark-toned and rich, and through it a bright gold thread, running through him and away, away towards sunrise. She tightened her fingers and reached.

#beauty and the beast 1987 #what if a SND sedoretu set during the 3rd season arc? #who can say